He's a skinny white boy. Balding and bad teeth - snaggled and stained yellow from too much coffee. I'm a girl with too much weight around the middle. I have cellulite and my breasts are heavy and sag. He smokes and I hate it. I have a temper and he hates it. But he's kind to me and makes me laugh. Makes me come. Makes me feel beautiful. Makes me want to find the sweetness I used to have. If I can climb through my baggage, If he can do the same, we might get something real out of this.
- Anonymous













